In a Funk

Pregnancy is a miracle and it is a gift. I need to remind myself of that multiple times a day. Why? Well, because I feel like I am living in this cloud of nausea. From the moment I wake up until the moment I go to sleep, my stomach feels as though at any moment it will rid itself of its contents. In the midst of this cloud, I must complete my daily tasks of caring for two toddlers, being a wife, and having a job. It is all so daunting and all I want to do is sleep. I know that this is only for a season, but it seems never ending.

Bleh...